[Crossing Books] I only want to study hard in my grade

Open your mouth. "

Qiao Jiang licked his lower lip, opened his mouth, and Xie Yinian stuffed the fish into his mouth.

"There is no thorn, you can eat it directly."

It's not as serious as being drunk, Qiao Jiang is so well-behaved that people want to bully him, Xie Yinian was about to pull out his chopsticks, but Qiao Jiang clenched it tightly.

"..."

Xie Yinian tried a couple of more times, but in the end he couldn't pull out the chopsticks. He stared at the person who was biting the chopsticks, and ordered: "Don't bite!"

Even though he was not so clear-headed, Qiao Jiang knew that Xie Yinian was not to be provoked, so he quickly opened his mouth and spat out his chopsticks.

"Are you still hungry?"

Qiao Jiang shook his head, patted his stomach with one hand, and pressed it: "I'm not hungry."

Xie Yinian opened the milk for him and poured it into the cup: "You drink first, we will leave after I have some more."

"Ah."

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Xie Ran is now used to his younger brother bringing Qiao Jiang home, smelling the smell of wine, he made two glasses of honey and lemonade.

Qiao Jiang sat obediently, his eyes were not in focus, Xie Ran put the lemonade in front of him: "Drink too much?"

"No." Xie Yinian brought the cup to Qiao Jiang's mouth: "I just drank two or three cups, not much."

Xie Ran: "..."

Seeing Xie Yinian patiently serving Qiao Jiang to drink water, Xie Ran felt that his doubts were not unreasonable... When did his younger brother work so hard? !

After taking a few sips, Qiao Jiang shook his head and pushed the cup away: "I don't want to drink anymore, it's good."

Xie Yinian pinched him on the face: "Little waste, let you drink."

Xie Ran: "..."

After finishing his glass of lemonade, Xie Yinian helped Qiao Jiang up: "Brother, I'll take him upstairs first."

Xie Yinian couldn't accept that he and Qiao Jiang were lying on the bed reeking of alcohol, so he hesitated for a second before he began to pick Qiao Jiang's clothes.

The boy's fair skin was exposed to the air, Qiao Jiang was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly realized, he pressed Xie Yinian's hand, "What are you doing?!"

Xie Yinian patted his hand off: "Take off your clothes."

Qiao Jiang looked down at him, "Xie Yinian?"

Xie Yinian raised his eyes: "What? I'm so drunk that I can't even recognize who I am?"

Even if he was drunk, Qiao Jiang knew who was picking up his clothes. Xie Yinian took off his shirt in twos and twos, and when Qiao Jiang regained consciousness, the young man's hand had already hooked him waistband.

"!!!"

Qiao Jiang's eyes widened in horror, his face became hot, and he hid back in fright: "Don't, don't move!"

The two of them were standing by the bed, Qiao Jiang pushed back suddenly, his calf hit the bed, and his body fell directly on the bed. Xie Yinian reached out to grab him, and he fell down with him.

For a while, Xie Yinian pressed Qiao Jiang on the bed. Qiao Jiang was naked from the upper body, and Xie Yinian's hand was still grabbing his waistband.

"you you……"

Qiao Jiang woke up quite a bit from the alcohol, his face seemed to be on fire, and the zipper of Xie Yinian's coat pinched against his skin, which was painful and freezing.

Xie Yinian put one hand on the bed, stood up slightly, didn't think there was anything wrong with this posture, and said, "Fortunately, there is a bed behind this, if it were the floor, I would have to call 120 for you right now."

Qiao Jiang: "..."

Turning his head, Qiao Jiang endured his shame, "You, you get up first."

Xie Yinian raised his eyebrows: "What? Think I'm heavy?"

Qiao Jiang pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer, and felt that answering "yes" or "no" was very strange.

When he was struggling, Xie Yinian let go of the hand supporting the bed, pressed his whole body on Qiao Jiang, and whispered in his ear: "I won't get up, I will crush you to death!"

The scorching breath sprayed in his ears, and Qiao Jiang's body trembled, as if a weak current passed through, causing a burst of numbness.

Qiao Jiang could no longer care about whether he was sinking or not, and his legs jumped up: "Get up quickly!"

Xie Yinian buried his face on Qiao Jiang's side neck, his breath smelled of oranges, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a little thirsty.

I want to eat oranges.

"Jiaojiao..."

When the young man spoke, Qiao Jiang shrank his neck, feeling tired like a piece of flattened pancake: "What's wrong?"

Xie Yinian raised his head slightly, bent his arms to support the bed, looked down at his fair and slightly red skin, and said in a low voice: "I saw them planting strawberries for each other to play with, do you want one?"

Qiao Jiang didn't understand: "What?"

Raising his hand, rubbing his fingertips on the delicate skin of his neck, Xie Yinian pressed his legs and hands, and firmly fixed him on the bed, "Soon."

After finishing speaking, before Qiao Jiang could react, he lowered his head.

With a touch of warmth and softness on the skin of his side neck, Qiao Jiang's eyes suddenly widened, and a slight stabbing pain came, and Qiao Jiang subconsciously snorted.

Xie Yinian paused, and then sucked harder.

Qiao Jiang was clenched by the hand on the bed, bit his lip, and his eyes trembled.

The time seemed to be elongated, and his breathing became slow and slightly heavy. After an unknown amount of time, Xie Yinian finally let go of the shackles on him.

There was a touch of red on Qiao Jiang's neck.

Like a red plum falling on the snow, Xie Yinian is very satisfied.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Xie Yinian licked the back molars, feeling a little itchy, wanted to continue biting, but endured it.

Qiao Jiang was lying on the bed, his delicate and beautiful facial features were covered with a halo under the light, like a lifeless doll.

Xie Yinian knelt beside him with one leg, pinched his cheek: "Jiaojiao?"

Qiao Jiang's glazed eyes slowly turned, and his slightly empty eyes fixed on him, his pupils trembled in disbelief: "Xie Yinian, you just..."

"I sucked a little strawberry for you." Xie Yinian said without any psychological burden: "It's the first time for someone else to suck it, and it looks pretty good."

Qiao Jiang only felt as if his whole body had been thrown into the frying pan, his whole body became crispy, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

"Okay, get up and take off your pants."

Pulling Qiao Jiang up from the bed, Xie Yinian looked at the red mark on his side neck again, his eyes moved slightly down, and fell on his chest.

pink.

Xie Yinian moved his Adam's apple slightly, licked his dry lips, pulled his clothes twice, and exposed his neck: "Do you want to try it too?"

Qiao Jiang looked at him with puzzled eyes.

Xie Yinian put his neck in front of him: "Suck a strawberry, do you want to try it?"

"!!!"

Qiao Jiang pushed him down on the bed with his backhand, turned over and sat astride him, lowered his head, and opened his mouth to bite a small piece of flesh on the side of his neck.

Grinding it lightly with the mouth in its mouth, it changed to sucking. Sucking.

In the end, both of them had a touch of red on their necks, Qiao Jiang's was a little redder, and Xie Yinian's was lighter.

After a lot of fuss, it was late to sleep, and the weather turned cold. There was only one quilt in Xie Yinian's room, and the two of them covered it together. Qiao Jiang shrank himself in as much as possible, keeping a distance from Xie Yinian.

Just when he was about to stick to the wall, his waist sank, Xie Yinian hooked his waist, and with all his strength, his whole body was pulled into the arms of the young man.

Although separated by a layer of pajamas, Qiao Jiang still seemed to be able to feel the body temperature of the other party. The scalding temperature soaked into the blood vessels through the skin, and his soul seemed to be touched.

"Why are you so far away from me?" Xie Yinian rested his chin on the top of his head and rubbed it: "I won't hit you."

Qiao Jiang didn't dare to move, and stammered: "I, I'm hot..."

Xie Yinian pulled the quilt down, still wrapping his arms around his waist: "Is it all right?"

Qiao Jiang: "..."

With their bodies pressed together, he could feel Xie Yinian's strong and steady heartbeat.

Xie Yinian's voice was hoarse: "Okay, go to sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow."

How do you sleep here? !

Qiao Jiang couldn't sleep at all.

Qiao Jiang whispered: "You, you hug me, I can't sleep."

Xie Yinian frowned: "Why?"

The moonlight shone on the bed through the curtains, and Qiao Jiang's ears turned red: "I'm not used to it."

Xie Yinian clicked his tongue, and Qiao Jiang immediately fell silent. The next second, he suddenly struggled, his eyes widening in horror.

"what are you doing?!"

Xie Yinian lifted the hem of his clothes with his fingers and went straight in, pressing his hot palm against his stomach.

"Touch your belly." Xie Yinian was dissatisfied, and pinched his soft belly: "Why is there such a big reaction?"

Qiao Jiang struggled slightly: "Don't pinch."

"why?"

"itch."

Xie Yinian was extremely domineering: "Hold it, I won't touch it when I've touched it enough."

Qiao Jiang was aggrieved: "You will bully me."

Xie Yinian rubbed and rubbed the soft flesh on his stomach: "Ang, I'll bully you, you can't beat me."

Xie Yinian hugged Qiao Jiang pitifully and touched the soft flesh on his stomach.

A minute and a second passed, Qiao Jiang couldn't help but said, "Haven't you touched enough?"

Xie Yinian spoke confidently: "No."

Qiao Jiang said softly, "But you can't fall asleep if you touch me."

Xie Yinian: "I can't sleep and count sheep."

Qiao Jiang complained in a low voice: "Can't you touch yourself?"

Everyone has meat.

Xie Yinian withdrew his hand, groped for his wrist in the dark, brought his hand to his waist, and took the initiative to open the hem of his clothes and stuff his hand in.

"You touch."

Qiao Jiang stroked his abdominal muscles back and forth twice as if in revenge.

Xie Yinian put his hands on his stomach again, and continued to rub: "Mine is hard, I can't squeeze it, but yours is soft, easy to squeeze."

"???" Qiao Jiang felt that he had been insulted, wasn't it just his abdominal muscles? !

"You're laughing at me."

Xie Yinian: "I haven't."

Qiao Jiang pinched him hard on the side, afraid of Xie Yinian's revenge, so he didn't dare to use force, and said lightly: "You are laughing at me for not having abdominal muscles."

Xie Yinian laughed softly, his chest rose and fell, "No, I really think you are easy to touch."

Qiao Jiang: "..."

Does Xie Yinian, a dead straight man, know what he is talking about? ! !

Xie Yinian really didn't know how ambiguous his words sounded to Qiao Jiang, he continued: "It feels really good, soft and slippery."

Qiao Jiang: "..."

Qiao Jiang tried to let himself go, he didn't know how long Xie Yinian rubbed him, the last sheep finally entered the sheepfold, Qiao Jiang breathed lightly and steadily, and fell asleep in Xie Yinian's arms.